Windmills

While it slowly spins
The winds are called
Calling them here
To see the scene
And how they'll unfold
Every wind it blows
Sends a message
Of how things change
And everything grows

As the wind touches me
I feel tingles
Around my skin
Making its way
Through my very memory
It was mesmerizing
How things change
And everything grows

With its giant wings
The winds are blown
While leaves are slowly falling
Showing how things change
And things grow
And how it will keep on going

Up and down it goes
The wheels of past
While it weaves my dreams
No, I'm no Quixote
Nor am I a prince
But I'll keep on tilting
And keep on spinning
The windmills of my memories

With its giant wings
The winds are blown
While leaves are slowly falling
Showing how things change
And things grow
And how it will keep on going